Yun Shen also curled the corners of his lips and sneered with a smile: "A parent official like President Peng, who has a rigorous and honest style and cultivates a daughter who is a demon on the street and a hero, I'm afraid it's not that he hasn't eaten breakfast, but he has never tasted meat, right?" ”

"Hahahaha, yes, yes! According to what President Peng just said, it is very likely that he will explain this to everyone. Qian Mo echoed with a smile.

Feng Jiao, on the other hand, looked at the pork stuffing and the large intestine of the pig, and let out an almost inaudible sigh.

"Alas, it's a pity that those pig intestines and pork stuffing were ruined by that President Peng! If this were given to me, I don't know how many delicious dishes I would be able to make! Oh, by the way, there's a complicated dish called the Nine Turns of the Large Intestine, and I happen to be able to make it. Why don't you wait until this happens, and I'll give you a taste? Feng Jiao said to Ling Yuan.

At the critical moment of the situation, she can still discuss food with him gracefully, which is entirely because of her trust in him and her dependence on him.

As soon as he thought of this, Ling Yuan's heart couldn't help but burst with joy.

"Okay." Ling Yuan agreed, and did not forget to pass on the message to Yun Shen and Qianmo: "Do a good job, the little chef is going to make us a nine-turn large intestine to eat." ”

Hearing that Feng Jiao was going to cook a new dish for them, Yun Shen and Qian Mo couldn't help but cheer up.

"Don't worry, master, that Peng Guangming and the garbage helpers he found will be handed over to me and Yunshen!" Qian Mo swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said.

Tsk, the taste of the nine-turn large intestine should be better than the fat intestine noodles and fat intestines that Miss Feng Jiao made before, right? Just hearing that she was going to cook them a new dish that they hadn't eaten before was enough to make his mouth water.

Just when they were communicating through the transmission, Peng Guangming had already thrown aside the pork and the hanging pig intestine on his body with a black face, and while taking out a clean handkerchief to wipe the top of his head, he had a black face and asked Qian Mo angrily: "How can you suddenly start beating someone?!" ”

He's the president of the Linjiang City Immortal Cultivation Association! In front of so many people, he was kicked by a hairy boy and flew more than ten meters, and he still appeared in front of the world with such a ridiculous appearance, is it shameless to be the president of the Linjiang City Immortal Cultivation Association?!

What the hell is it, coincidentally put the pork stall here, and when he kills the three men with the little white cats to vent his anger for his daughter, he must "entertain" the man who set up the stall to sell pork here!

I saw Qianmo walking towards Peng Guangming with a smile, and said angrily: "Didn't you say in black and white, your daughter is a hero, and we are cat demons who beat people on the street?" Didn't I do this to conscientiously carry out what the elder had said, and to convict me of beating someone in the street? It's just that you are the only one here who I want to fight, who will you fight if you don't beat me? ”

"You!" Peng Guangming's black face was distorted with anger, and he gritted his teeth and pointed at Qian Mo and said.

As he spoke, his immortal power skyrocketed, showing off all his cultivation.

He didn't believe that with his Xuan-level Immortal King cultivation, he couldn't delay until Elder Feng and the others rushed to support.

Seeing that Peng Guangming showed all his cultivation and was ready to fight with himself, Qian Mo hooked the corners of his lips.